Semua Bab The Bride He Refused to Lose : Bab 101 - Bab 110

The dining hall fell into a stunned, absolute silence. Everyone stared at the bright display of the photograph on Lorenzo's phone.Adrian Moretti sat bound tightly to a cold metal chair, dark blood staining the crisp collar of his white shirt. His usually confident, easygoing expression was entirely gone, replaced by deep lines of exhaustion and pain.Beneath the image, a small digital indicator flickered.> **LIVE**> Matteo frowned, crossing his arms over his chest as he processed the sight. "So... if Adrian is tied up in a basement somewhere...""...he couldn't have been flying surveillance drones around the monastery grounds," Gabriel finished softly.Gabriel nodded, tapping his tablet. "The cufflink was planted. It was a setup from the start."Lorenzo looked at the screen for another heavy moment before placing the phone face-down on the wooden table. "Dante wants us chasing the wrong man. He wants us hunting ghosts while he sets the next trap."Lorrie folded her arms, her eyes f

The curtain fell completely still.Whoever had been watching from the high tower was gone.Lorenzo’s eyes never left the arched monastery window. "Gabriel.""Boss?""Seal the east wing. No one enters. No one leaves."Gabriel immediately relayed the command through his tactical radio. Within seconds, Shadow Wolves spread rapidly through the stone halls, locking down every corridor, staircase, and exit.Matteo looked up at the quiet tower. "If our mystery guest is still inside... they're trapped like a rat."Lorenzo shook his head slowly. "No. They wanted us to see them. They're already somewhere else."Lorrie turned toward Adrian, her voice urgent. "You said a woman helped you escape."He nodded, wincing as he shifted his weight. "She risked her life to pull me out of those chains.""What did she look like?"Adrian closed his eyes, trying to piece together the blurry memory. "She was tall. Calm. She moved like she’d been professionally trained. And her eyes..." He hesitated."What abou

The monastery was wrapped in absolute darkness. Only the rhythmic, distant sound of waves crashing against the cliffs below disturbed the heavy night's silence.Grace Elmundo slept peacefully in her quarters, entirely unaware that somewhere beyond the ancient monastery walls... someone was listening to her every breath.A microscopic red light blinked silently from beneath the dark stain of her bedside table.Far away, inside Dante's sterile command center, low voices echoed through a room illuminated by rows of computer screens.One technician adjusted his headset, watching an audio waveform pulse in real-time. "She's asleep."Another tech smiled, checking a second monitor. "No movement from Lorenzo's private quarters either."Dante stood behind them with his hands resting calmly behind his back, staring at the live audio feed. "They're beginning to feel safe again."Bianca crossed her arms, leaning against a steel pillar. "They've uncovered Sofia. They've tightened perimeter securit

The blinking red light beneath the war room table flashed once.Twice.Then went dark.Far away, inside his cliffside command center, Dante removed his earpiece and smiled warmly. "So... they're coming."Bianca stepped beside him, crossing her arms. "They know about the ancient fortress.""I wanted them to know," Dante replied, turning to look through a high-powered lens toward the crumbling stone structure rising above the distant trees."You've planned for every single move," Bianca noted.Dante shook his head. "No. I've planned for Lorenzo. The rest depends on Princess Aurora."Back at the monastery, Lorenzo stood before the assembled Shadow Wolves and Royal Guard officers. Every man and woman waited in complete, tense silence.A detailed architectural map of the abandoned royal fortress covered the center table. Gabriel pointed a finger at the drawn perimeter."There are only two visible, obvious entrances," Gabriel explained. "The main iron gate, and an underground drainage tunne

The underground chamber fell into an uneasy silence. Lorenzo stared at the faded photograph in Dante's hand.Two young men stood shoulder to shoulder, laughing. One was Lorenzo's father. The other... Dante's.Neither looked like enemies. They looked like brothers.Lorenzo's jaw tightened. "Where did you get that?"Dante carefully brushed the dust from the photograph. "It belonged to my father.""You forged it."Dante almost smiled. "You know better than that." He tossed the photograph onto the stone floor.Lorenzo picked it up. On the back, written in faded ink, were four words:> *Brothers until the end.*> His breathing slowed. The handwriting... it was his father's.The frightened little boy remained inside the iron cage, looking back and forth between the two men. "Mister... please..."Lorenzo immediately knelt beside him. "It's alright. I'm getting you out."He drew his sidearm and fired one shot into the old lock.*BANG!*The rusted metal shattered. The boy stumbled into Lorenzo